Larry June - Lifetime Income lyrics

Larry Eugene Hendricks

[Larry June - Lifetime Income lyrics]

I hear these niggas talkin' on the ’net
I just left the bank
I'm 'bout to cop the crib
With the built-in fish tank
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Eatin’ on this empanada
The bitch with me from Grenada
This on some real healthy nigga shit
I might save the nation (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Three solid ropes on
(Man) , money was the conversation (Numbers)
Wipin' down the bullets for my 9
I know niggas hatin' (yeah)
Stop killin' niggas over hoes, man
That shit manic
Stay up on your grind, my nigga
Go and get some paper (Numbers)
Driver picked me up
(yeah) , I said peace to the bellman
This not my girlfriend
(Man) , we just еatin' crab legs (Haha)
You can come and get thе chick back
I got too many of 'em (yeah)
Barely get to drive (Ch'yeah) , my nigga
But I got plenty of 'em (Numbers)
See me in the view
Then I’m probably out with Paypa Boy
(Off top) see me in the Point
(Man)
I’m to the neck and never paranoid (Ch'yeah)
Man, these niggas suckers for these hoes
I got no remorse
I’m out wine tastin' with the bitch
Lookin' at a Porsche (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm lookin’ at that GT2
(Yup) , not the 3 (Uh, huh)
Everything I do is top notch
I'ma need that fee (Need that fee)
If I wasn't tatted (Uh)
Then I'll probably look like Lionel Richie
(Lionel)
The only person I depend on, nigga, me
(Nigga, me)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
The only person I depend on
(Ch'yeah) , nigga, me (Nigga, me)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

(Look, numbers, nigga)
I'm done playin' with you lil' niggas
I'm talkin' big bread (Numbers)
Every time you look at my neck
(Man) , nigga, that's brick-fed
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Baby get around (Good job)
But it's nowhere that I've never been (Haha)
Everything I say
(yeah) , she go do, it is what it is
Stop pillow talkin'
(Man) to these hoes, man, you lookin' simp
I bet she got my name
(Man) , in her phone under "That's him"
Say she got her heart broke
And she need some time to chill
(Time to chill)
I told baby I don't wanna hit
You need time to heal whippin' up a smoothie
(Man) , countin' hundreds
Watchin' Shark Tank (Shark Tank)
I think she really only fuck with
Me 'cause I got big bank
But, I am not a trick
(Look) , I might buy you food
Give you dick (Ch'yeah)
Put you on game, every now and then
Take a trip (Numbers)
Alkaline water
Took a sip and went and washed the whip
Compact wop on my hip in case a nigga trip

What's hannin', nigga?
(What's hannin', nigga?)
Numbers, nigga (Numbers, nigga) tFM (TFM)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
And I'ma always talk this shit, bitch
You know I'm sayin'? I don't even get my
Motherfuckin' fingernails dirty, bitch
You know I'm sayin?
Look at these, nigga, numbers
You know I'm sayin'?
Good job, Larry (Good job, Larry)
Sock it to me (Sock it to me)
And everything I do organic, bitch, quit
Quit playin' with me hahaha, man
(Man) , lookin' good, sweetheart, numbers
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

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